As I wake this day with hope and purpose,
then lose my way in the mazes of detail or drudgery,
find me, I pray.
If my eyes look but do not see
or my ears listen but do not hear,
shake me from my stupor, Abiding Spirit.
When I think more of myself than I should
and less of others than I ought,
be gentle in your mercy, Christ of Life.
Should I speak harsh words to my neighbor
or release words of untruth into the world,
clean out the clutter in my mind, Holy Presence.
And If I try to bind others by power or prejudice,
remind me that I am free because of your love.
May I be fully aware that this is your day, not mine.
May it be so.
Something I will read every morning. Thank you. Lynne
Glad it has meaning for you. Thanks.
Thanks for the reminders and press-on my friend. gz